[Once he gets his fill of experimenting with his hands and watching Izo's reactions to said experimenting, that is. Izo moving up into his hand is a bit surprising, but at the same time it isn't. After all, sex is about two people moving together. Lalli's relative stillness before- even if it was because moving while seated is difficult- is the outlier.
Now Lalli is wondering what it would feel like to sit in Izo's lap, or to lay together, and to grind themselves together until they came. An experiment for later, he decides.
Right now, he's shifting the way he's sitting so he's kneeling between Izo's legs, his head just above Izo's dick. He pulls his hand off for a moment to lick at some of the precum, and he makes a face when he tastes it.]
It's salty.
[A statement, not a complaint. Because he doesn't look any less willing to go down on Izo, even knowing that a salty surprise waits for him at the end.]
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[Once he gets his fill of experimenting with his hands and watching Izo's reactions to said experimenting, that is. Izo moving up into his hand is a bit surprising, but at the same time it isn't. After all, sex is about two people moving together. Lalli's relative stillness before- even if it was because moving while seated is difficult- is the outlier.
Now Lalli is wondering what it would feel like to sit in Izo's lap, or to lay together, and to grind themselves together until they came. An experiment for later, he decides.
Right now, he's shifting the way he's sitting so he's kneeling between Izo's legs, his head just above Izo's dick. He pulls his hand off for a moment to lick at some of the precum, and he makes a face when he tastes it.]
It's salty.
[A statement, not a complaint. Because he doesn't look any less willing to go down on Izo, even knowing that a salty surprise waits for him at the end.]